The precocious sculptor Eva Hesse, who died of a brain tumor in 1970 at age 34, is considered one of the titans of Post-Minimalist art despite the fact that she only had one solo exhibition in her lifetime, at New York’s Fischbach Gallery in 1968.
While the illustrations of stuff move the story forward, the book is more a matter-of-fact account of the writer’s life than a catalogue of objects. Although the memoir itself isn’t as much about stuff as is about life events, it alludes to a problem plaguing many artists, writers, and creatives—where will all the stuff go?